Pirate: I'm making a clone behind the scenes

Chapter 255 Short-legged Pandong~~

"Then what will Ryder do next? Boom~"

Although Redfield ruthlessly shook him off his shoulders, Patong still moved his short legs quickly like a clingy follower, looking up at the smiling face with a melancholy expression and asked.

"do not know."

Glancing at Pa Dong who was following him, Redfield said calmly.

"Then let's go to the tavern and have a look! Boom~"

"Humans always like to collect intelligence there, boom~"

Seeing Redfield walking faster and faster, Pa Dong, who could hardly keep up because his legs were too short, nimbly jumped onto Redfield's calf and grabbed his trousers tightly.

Then Pa Dong skillfully climbed all the way up his thighs to Redfield's shoulders, relaxed his limbs, and slumped on his shoulders, suggesting cutely.

With his shoulders slumped, Redfield stared at Pa Dong for a moment, and finally gave up the urge to chase him down, and walked silently towards a tavern.

Just like what Pa Dong said, apart from organizations that specialize in selling intelligence, taverns are undoubtedly the best place to collect all kinds of scattered intelligence.

"Welcome, what would this guest like?"

Seeing Redfield walk in, the tavern owner greeted him warmly.

After all, this old man with his pet, with his unruffled aura, seems to be someone who is either rich or noble!

"A glass of red wine...and a glass of juice."

Putting Bailey on the bar, Redfield said calmly.

After a while, Redfield, who picked up the red wine glass, glanced with disgust at the big man shouting and drinking in the tavern. If it weren't for collecting as much information as possible, he would not have been able to resist the desire to kill in his heart.

According to his perception, the guys in the tavern were all black-hearted demons in human skin, including the enthusiastic-looking bartender.

After all, you are a person who has lived in the new world. It is difficult to survive without something.

"Have you heard? There seems to be an auction in Suigu Town. It is said that there is a rare purple devil fruit as the auction item at the bottom of the box!"

"I remember that Sleeping Town seemed to be the territory of that big-handed undertaker. How could he auction devil fruits?"

"When did you get the news? Piecro's abnormal organ has been dead for a long time. It is said that a newcomer from Paradise has replaced him as the king of killers. His name is White Fang." All in all, he is a very mysterious guy! It is said that the killer named White Fang has never failed in any mission he takes on!"

"Really or not, does he dare to take over the imperial regiment and the general?"

"Is there something wrong with you that you have to beat hard if you can't beat me?"

"..."

Relying on his tyrannical power of knowledge, Redfield listened to the conversation in the entire room at the same time.

And in an instant, the key information was locked!

Purple!Devil Fruit!

According to the records he knew about vampire fruits, the appearance of this devil fruit was a purple skin with black lines.

"Sleep in the ancient town..."

After repeating a few words in his mouth, Redfield stood up and left the tavern.

After he walked out of the tavern, he squinted at the sun in the sky.

After a moment, Redfield drew out the long sword from his waist.

It was a strange blue-purple sword with two bat-wing-like decorations at the end of the hilt, which looked noble and monstrous.

"Shh!"

The sword light flashed, and a huge purple sword energy suddenly appeared on the street.

"boom!"

The tavern that was bustling just now turned into a pile of ruins in an instant.

For the sake of information, Redfield decided to give them a chance. Those who could survive this sword considered themselves lucky.

"Ryder, why are you doing this? Boom~"

As a civet cat, Pa Dong didn't quite understand why Redfield, a human, would attack his fellow humans for no reason!

Obviously there is no conflict between them over food and the right to possess the opposite sex?

"Because I don't allow darkness to exist under this sunshine..."

Redfield replied speciously.

"The sun is so hot in the afternoon. Without the shade, won't the fur be damaged?"

Although it was unclear why Redfield suddenly changed the topic from people to the sun, Pa Dong, who was simple-minded, still took over the conversation and asked in confusion.

"..."

Hearing this, Redfield paused.

It's not because of the connotation of Pa Dong's words. After all, at this age, Redfield has already seen everything in the world clearly, and everything he does is just to implement his inner way!

The reason why he was silent was just because Redfield felt that he should not use his own thinking to force the pure white paper in front of him to dye it with a color that did not belong to it.

Redfield knew all these so-called truths, but it was precisely because he had seen everything in the world that he became more determined in his heart.

What he did was not for justice, he was just following his own heart!

"Ryder, why didn't you say anything? Is it too sunny? Boom~"

"Umbrella! Boom~"

Looking at the silent Redfield, Pa changed from a raccoon cat into something like a writing brush with a pop, and randomly wrote the word "umbrella" on a leaf.

The leaf with the writing on it released a large amount of smoke, and as the smoke dissipated, a blue-purple parasol with the same color as the rapier in Redfield's hand appeared in Redfield's hand.

"Hold an umbrella and you won't feel hot anymore. Pa Dong has seen human females do this. Dong~"

Pa Dong, who had transformed into a civet cat shape again, slumped on Redfield's shoulder again and said lazily.

"Is this your ability?"

It was the first time that Redfield saw Pa Dong using his abilities. He was stunned after taking the sun umbrella, and looked at Pa Dong curiously on his shoulder.

"No, it's the power of the transforming leaf. This is the treasure left by grandpa to Pa Dong. You can transform it into anything just by writing, dong~"

"Then when you turn into a pen, you also have the ability to transform Ye?"

"That's not the case. When Padon was a child, he ate a strange fruit that was the same as the fruit Ryder was looking for. Then he naturally transformed. But Padon couldn't swim, so Padon was very hot. I hate the big sun, dong~”

"Ride, please help Pa Dong hold the umbrella, Dong~"

"..."

"You~"

The corners of Redfield's mouth raised a slight arc, and the long-lost smile looked a little awkward due to the stiff muscles. Fortunately, no one saw this scene.

After all, after that blow, all the passers-by hid in their homes, praying that Redfield was just acting on a whim.

Redfield gently stroked Patong's soft fur with his big dry hands, and then opened the blue-purple sun umbrella, giving the impression that he was like an aristocratic gentleman taking a pet for a walk.

Of course, this is under the premise of ignoring Redfield's withered, terrifying face.

Otherwise, compared to the noble lord, Redfield is more like a man-eating evil spirit~